There is no better sound than my three kids screaming and laughing in delight. They were tucked away in the boys' bedroom, and while I couldn't see what was going on in there all I knew was that they were having an incredibly good time given the hysterics that were erupting.
When I feel sorry for Asher (or me) because his life is hard, I need moments like that to remind myself how lucky this family is. Because our kids are happy. Very happy.